Star Trek: Strange New Worlds

Previously on Star Trek: Strange New Worlds...

Commander Pelia,

this is Lieutenant Scott. He needs your help.

- I know Scotty. - Professor.

Is it not tradition

to make a grand romantic gesture,

or have I again mistaken how human relationships work?

I thought you and Christine

had decided to give each other some space.

Indeed.

- Spock. - Christine.

This is... Dr. Korby.

My date.

Captain,

we're picking up that space radiation again.

Whatever this is

does not appear to be native to the Blootar Nebula.

This is space, Lieutenant.

There's no such thing as... native.

We're all children... of the cosmos.

Cap, in the past hour, we have had 14 more crew members report

to medbay on account of melancholia.

I have seen this only once before...

in the war.

Then we'll need a leg up.

But Captain, we're outside of regulation space.

Don't lecture me on jurisdiction, Lieutenant!

I wrote the book on space... jurisdiction.

And I am known for my...

diction.

Now...

get me... the Agonyans.

The Agonyans are extremely dangerous space creatures.

You don't think I know that?!

Make the call, Lieutenant,

for the sake of the Blootar Nebula and space.

Captain, I have the Agonyans on the space-phone.

On viewer-screen.

Greetings from the USS Adventure.

I am... the captain of this vessel,

representing the whole of the Alliance of Outer Space Planets.

I am Zipnop of the Triathic Agonyan Empire.

All worship to us, small, pathetic, human food-piles.

We scanned an unusual level of radiation

in the Blootar Nebula.

Even though this is outside of your empire's... jurisdiction.

That is a lie!

Spread by pathetic but delicious humans.

And yet... Doctor,

have we not received multiple cases of melancholia

- aboard this ship? - We have, Cap.

And doesn't melancholia only occur

when humans are exposed to Agonyan radiation waves?

- True. - Check and... mate.

Argh! You have figured out our plan.

We may need your brain cells to power our radiation,

but you will never stop us!

We can, and we will because we must.

It is our duty... as space explorers.

Not if we destroy you first.

I'd like to see you try.

But Captain, what if they can?

You humans are rich with brain cells.

If you give them to us,

we will choose not to destroy you.

You have

one minute to comply with our wishes.

The Agonyans have put us in an impossible situation.

There is... only one solution.

We can't give them our brain cells.

We need it... for many science reasons.

Captain, the Agonyans

are firing a series of nuclear lasers at us.

Shields up! Brace for impact!

Fire photonos beams at them!

They're gone.

And so is...

- our brain cells. - No!

What do we do?

First... we find the Agonyans...

retrieve our... brain cells,

and then...

we get back our joy.

Galaxies: The last frontier.

This is the tale of the USS Adventure

on its 84-month mission

as it treks across the furthest reaches of the universe,

striving to find unknown life,

unexplained phenomena, and new space destinations.

To go forward, to go beyond,

to go further and bolder than anyone ever before.

Security Officer's Log.

Enterprise is about to pass through the Kitolian Belt,

which centers on a neutron star.

But while Enterprise studies the neutron star,

I've been assigned a separate but equally important task.

Call it a dual mission.

You want me to... play a game, sir?

Starfleet believes that they have figured out a solution

to long-term, faster-than-light travel.

Starships will soon be able to go for more

than five years without returning to Federation.

So, games and entertainment as distraction and stress release.

Now the device we're going to be testing is called

the "Re-creation Room"?

Holodeck, for short.

- Sounds better. - Yeah.

Is this based on battle simulators?

'Cause I-I've beaten every one of those.

Why do you think we picked you?

But those simulators are usually on starbases.

They take up huge amounts of energy and processing power.

Can our ship actually handle it?

That's what we're here to figure out.

Our orders are clear.

While Enterprise studies the collapsing neutron star,

you're going to test the holodeck.

Put it through its paces under a real mission.

Show it could work under genuine, rigorous circumstances.

How rigorous do you expect a game on the holodeck to be, sir?

Well, it's a test, Lieutenant.

The kind of thing I'd do all the time when I was a test pilot.

Which means,

you push it as hard as you can.

You told me you needed a challenge.

You're welcome.

Am I interrupting?

In lieu of my normal morning calisthenics,

I have elected to continue dance training.

I have nearly completed my routine.

Oh, don't stop on my account.

Computer, begin playlist: Spock 19.

Tango.

Ambitious.

I just swung by to ask about the field emitters

for the holodeck that you've been fixing for Scotty?

Eyes up, Lieutenant.

You told me the eyes are the anchor of the tango.

Are they not?

My diagnostics are nearly complete.

I have realigned the field emitters.

The holodeck should be operational as soon

as you and Mr. Scott finish designing a program for you.

- Thank you. - Has the monitoring pin been much of a burden?

I actually forgot I was wearing it.

That is a good thing.

It is best if it captures you in a natural state,

so the holodeck can construct the most realistic environment

for your specifications.

Speaking of, have you chosen a subject for your simulation?

Not yet.

I am not well-versed in human entertainment,

but violence and relaxation seem to be popular.

Along with...

romantic narratives.

Amelia.

Amelia Moon? What the hell is that?

Detective stories from Earth in the 1960s.

The-the captain of the ship that rescued me

from the Gorn... he-he gave me a copy,

and I became obsessed.

Amelia was an outsider, but she always found herself

in the middle of a murder, or a kidnapping,

or a heist gone wrong.

And she always got justice,

no matter what.

Let's just say...

she had an effect on me.

There are 112 of them in the database.

That's plenty of material to form the simulation.

Although, the computer might

have trouble keeping the simulation running as it is.

Uh, Pelia's on shore leave,

so, you-you want to call in Spock again?

It's nothing I can't handle.

I-I can balance the processing needs

from the rest of the ship.

Although, there is one wee wrinkle.

Uh, the holographic characters

need to be incredibly detailed to pass muster.

The only bio-signatures we have at that resolution

are from the transporter pattern buffer.

We'll use their likenesses

to create holographic interactive avatars.

Ready when you are, Lieutenant.

Computer: Using the Amelia Moon novels as reference

and factoring in my skills as an investigator,

create a new mystery that I will find challenging to solve.

Spock, I...

I thought you'd finished running diagnostics.

I wanted to ensure the computer system is functioning

at normal parameters.

I appreciate your concern.

But, uh, don't tell Scotty.

He's been working very hard on this.

Indeed. He is sensitive.

You may run and evaluate the program on your command.

Computer: -

run program.

I can practically smell the ocean and the cigarettes.